Last time:
Both Roanoke and Draco clutched at themselves in pain, Roanoke the base of where he thumb and palm met on her left hand, and Draco his right ankle.
Draco woke, after dreaming of a girl called Rain. Looking about himself in a pain-ridden daze, Draco wondered idly if he had died and gone to Heaven.
"That can't be right," the Slytherin thought, "No way am I fit to go to frickin Heaven. Now Rain, she could qualify for Heaven."
Draco was roused by Madame Pomfrey, who gave him a Pepper Up Potion, and left abruptly without saying a word. Suddenly, Draco recalled last night.
"Was it last night?" Draco asked himself, though he had now way of knowing, him being the only one there. Remembering who he had been with that night, the Slytherin beauty glanced about the Medical Wing, and noted that only one other bed was occupied. The one inhabiting said cot was apparently still either passed out or asleep, hopefully the latter, and they seemed to have visitors. Listening to the conversation taking place next to him, Draco tried to get up, but was brought to a standstill by an abrupt pain in his ankle. Lifting his blankets, and trying his hardest to neither notify the visitors of his alertness nor cause himself extra pain, the Prince of Slytherin brought his throbbing ankle into his line of vision and noticed... nothing.
It was this nothing that disturbed Draco, for he normally had an s-curve of discolored, darker than normal skin there. At that point, he noted a faint aching in his left palm. There at the base of his thumb, was a star-shaped freckle, about one fourth of an inch across. The brown star was neither completely upright, with one point straight up, nor was it a demonic star, dubbed the 'Devil's Star' with two prongs up, and one directly down. This was someplace in between the two.
Despite how freaked out he was at the moment, Draco's cunning, ambitious, Slytherin side kicked in, and he tuned into the discussion behind the curtain next to him.
"Will she be all right?" Draco could have sworn it was Professor Snape's voice, were it not for the worry evident in it.
"Don't worry, she'll be fine, as will Draco." That was Dumbledore, he was sure of it.
"It's not him I'm worried about, he's a Veela, he's made to take this kind of stress, she's not." There was the Snape-like intonation, but too much anxiety and apprehension.
"We should see if young Draco is awake Severus, he should be told what is going on." So it was Snape, but he was too worried about Roanoke to care much that he had been right.
"What the hell is going on!" Draco asked himself, but was unable to continue his mental rant as Dumbledore and a worn looking Professor Snape appeared from behind the curtain.
"Good morning Draco!" Dumbledore greeted, far too cheerfully for Draco's likes.
"Is that a statement or a question?" The tired and still sleep-rumpled blonde wondered under his breath, neither hoping for nor receiving an answer. What he did instigate though was a dark glare from his favorite teacher. Forgetting momentarily how frightfully tired he was, he asked Dumbledore (who he happened to abhor) how the girl in the bed next to his was. He received this answer:
"Draco, I am sure you must be exceedingly troubled by the events of the night before last, yes Draco, you slept a whole day," Dumbledore confirmed at the astonished look on the Slytherin boy's face, "But, you and Roanoke will both be fine." He finished with what he hoped was a comforting face and soothing tone. Though the facade was perfect and the voice flawless, Draco felt the anger, guilt and panic about to explode within the depths of his soul.
"She's got to be okay," the nearly colorless boy practically pleaded with his inner demons, "She has to," he reassured once again, before finishing, "Because I lo-"
"WAIT!"
MUAHAHAHA!
I am evil...
Cliffies are evil...
Too bad I'll ruin the cliffy when I update...
Hmmm...
No... I'll be nice...
Thanks so much to everyone who reviewed! (All five of you)
Cataclysmic Silliness: thanks! I will update :)
brigette53: I love Roanoke too! She is based on my best friend Natalia. I'll keep updating! I promise;)
Heroine of the Valley: I think there are male and female Veela, and they look basically the same, just like people. Here is where it gets interesting, Veelas mate for life, right? So is it possible that their mates could be wizards or muggles (or other Veelas)? Hm... (I've decided that it could be any of the above...)
bloomsgurl992: I'm so glad you can't wait!
BetrayedVision: sorry the chapters are so short, I have issues with them. They don't like me, but I try to do a lot of update at once, so it all kind of works out?